XII

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XII

Voices break on the confines of passion

Desire

Suspicion

Man

Woman

Solve in the humid carnage

Flesh from flesh

Draws the inseparable delight

Kissing at gasps

to catch it

Is it true

That I have set you apart

Inviolate in an utter crystallization

Of all

the jolting of the crowd

Taught me willingly to live to share

Or are you

Only the other half

Of an egoвАЩs necessity

Scourging pride with compassion

To the shallow sound of dissonance

And boom of escaping breath